The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 497 Shooting Club

Jiang Hui had nothing to hide from Clarence.

The two walked out of the classroom, and she unwrapped the crumpled piece of paper as she went.

In interstellar space, very few people use paper products. Even these tiny slips of paper are considered expensive; a sheet of about fifty slips like this could cover a week's or two's worth of meals, and that's for a very lavish meal. Looks like this guy, He Si, is quite wealthy.

How did Jiang Hui find out? Well, a guy who was looking for a substitute for sticky notes once spotted some... uh, sticky notes in a shop window while shopping, and then asked the price. He was shocked by what he found; it almost gave him a heart attack.

Good heavens! What kind of world is this interstellar space? A stack of notepads is almost as valuable as a small high-tech product. It's clear that in the future, technological creations will be worthless, while ancient handicrafts will fetch much higher prices.

Of course, that's not the point. Jiang Hui smoothed out the rolled-up note and found that it only contained a string of numbers followed by an asterisk code, making it look like a uniquely numbered item.

This really touched on her blind spot. The original owner of this body was a normal interstellar child, but the problem was that she was young when she left and her memories were incomplete. Jiang Hui, who had only been in this world for less than a year, was a complete country bumpkin and naturally didn't know what this string of numbers meant.

Clarence, who was born and raised in Rome, immediately recognized that the string of numbers must be an invitation code for a club.

He explained to Jiang Hui in a low voice, not worried that anyone around them might see or hear him. Because if He Si had handled the invitation code, he would definitely have set membership conditions, and no one other than Jiang Hui would be able to pass the internal review to enter.

As for what a club is? Jiang Hui had come across this when she first started school. It was one of the prizes for orienteering, and she even had a year's membership in a military club that she hadn't used yet.

But this didn't stop Jiang Hui from knowing that this was not an organization that could be entered casually.

Clarence told Jiang Hui that there are not many clubs that can be approved and operate legally in interstellar space these days, totaling less than seven thousand, of which more than three thousand are in the central star sector. The military club that previously awarded prizes for orienteering is headquartered in the central star sector, and he heard that members can also go to their building to participate in various activities.

These clubs are divided into different themes and are generally established by leading figures in their respective fields after being granted approval. Of course, having only one or two industry leaders is not enough to support the operation of a club; a corresponding number of resident personnel are also needed. These personnel are responsible for the operation and enjoy higher compensation. Furthermore, clubs are required to send representatives to participate in various standardized competitions each year to maintain their rating qualifications.

Aside from the on-site management staff, the club also accepts ordinary enthusiasts. These people are called members, and there are generally two ways to obtain membership. One is by paying a fee, where paying a sufficient amount of money grants membership; the other is through a limited number of spots. There are many ways to obtain spots, which will not be discussed here.

In short, Jiang Hui has now received an invitation code to join a membership. She doesn't need to pay any money or look for a spot, because they've directly given her one to join some unknown club. This sounds like a windfall—if the club is legal.

Clarence told Jiang Hui that when they returned, they could go to the Imperial Club headquarters and enter the invitation code directly, which would redirect them to the corresponding club portal and application entry.

This invitation came really suddenly. I'll wait until I get back and finish my exams to see what they're really up to.

Jiang Hui pondered, then keenly noticed that the person behind her was indeed slowing down. Her heart sank slightly, further confirming her earlier suspicions.

The two broke away from the crowd and walked onto a less crowded path. Jiang Hui suddenly stopped, crossed her arms, and looked at Clarence: "You... is your back injured?" She had sensed something was wrong earlier; Clarence wasn't someone who could be easily provoked. That person's actions had indeed angered him; Jiang Hui could feel his rage.

However, when the other person was talking about Clarence falling, she could clearly feel that Clarence's breathing frequency had become slightly different. It paused and became a little heavy, which was a sign of disordered breathing.

His breathing hadn't suddenly become disordered; it had always been there, but he had forcefully ignored it. Then, the incident triggered it, exposing it, and his brain could no longer deceive his body. At that moment, the pain surged forth and could no longer be concealed.

Jiang Hui had been paying attention to Clarence's breathing rate, and from the beginning, she was certain that he was injured. She didn't know how serious the injury was, but it must have been very painful; he was practically grinding his invisible molars to pieces.

They're really good at enduring things.

The other person was stunned for a moment, not expecting Jiang Hui to notice, even though... Then he put his hands behind his back and said it was nothing, just a bump.

Okay, so you were injured, and you also got into a collision...

It couldn't have been just a minor collision; how could a minor collision cause such a change in breathing? Clarence is a stubborn guy, and once he starts acting recklessly, nothing can stop him. Last time, his leg was so badly injured that the bone was visible, and she carried him the whole way without hearing him utter a single cry of pain. She could only tell from his disordered breathing.

This time, I'm unlikely to suffer any exposure damage inside the mech; it'll probably just be external injuries. But I have an exam tomorrow, so there's no point in being reckless.

Jiang Hui immediately changed direction, raising an eyebrow under the other person's questioning gaze: "Let's go to the medical office."

"I do not need……"

“You need to go—I need to go too. Let’s go, it’s therapist Lu’s shift today, she’ll be very gentle with you.” Seeing that the person had stopped and didn’t want to leave, Jiang Hui simply gave him a push, and the two walked towards the medical office.

However, halfway there, Jiang Hui felt like she had forgotten something. She asked Clarence, but he didn't quite know either, and she just couldn't remember, so she had to give up.

On the other side, on the second floor of the cafeteria
Hillman idly flipped through his personal terminal, somewhat puzzled. Why were Jiang Hui and the others taking so long to finish their exams in Zone H? He had finished his exams, the seminar had been over for a while, and people had come and gone in the cafeteria, yet Jiang Hui and Clarence were still nowhere to be seen.

They clearly made plans to have dinner together tonight, and more than a week has passed, but they still haven't shown up...

Hillman initially considered sending a text message, but then thought that the two might still be in a seminar, so he decided not to disturb them. However, he figured they would arrive soon.

Then let's wait a little longer.

(End of this chapter)